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Oc au thing

AU: Lincoln is the only one, along with Penny, who survived the accident because he didn’t go on the roller coaster.

Lincoln stared down at the desk he was sitting at. Thousands of thoughts racing through his skull at lightning speed. The counselor is trying to get him into a mind space to talk about what happened. To talk about the accident. To talk about the horrific accident that ripped his only friends from his embrace. 

He was the only member of the choir who didn’t board The Cyclone. And with every passing second, he wishes he hadn’t chickened out. 

He wishes he had stayed in line and boarded right next to Ricky instead of the new kid, or maybe even sat next to the new kid and had Ricky in the very back of the cart. 

He wishes he could persuade even one of them to stay, and keep him company on the ground.

He wishes they waited just a little longer, letting another group pass them. 

Maybe, maybe if he had done just one thing differently, he would at least have one of them next to him in this dreaded counseling office. Now, he only has Penny. The new member of the choir that boarded with them and somehow magically survived and recovered in the hospital. He didn’t know her. He still doesn’t. Sometimes he wishes he could trade her for one of the other members. He knows that's a terrible wish. He knows that wish is awful, disgusting, vile, and putrid, but he can't help but wish. 

He keeps hearing the screaming sounds of the cart pounding away at his ears, filling him with the same sense of dread as when he heard them for the first time. It's like he’s still there, standing next to the worker in charge of the ride as the cart derails. He shakes his head, trying desperately to make the metal on metal sounds in his head stop, but they only worsen the more he focuses on them. The screams of the cart turn into the terrified screams of his friends. The wails of pain after the crash. He clenches his eyes shut, his brain assaulted by the cries of his favorite people that he will never see again. 

He hears his name, then he hears it again, and then one last time, directly in his ear. He flinches at the sudden increase of volume, the screams of the dead washing away into the shouts of his counselor. He flinches so hard his body jerks and his eyes fly open, and he finds himself staring at a wooden desk.

He’s sweating, he feels hot, like someone wrapped him in a blanket and a wool hat in the middle of summer. He’s freezing at the same time, like the seasons suddenly shifted and the blanket and hat are torn from him, leaving him in the chilly grasp of winter. His eyes sting and his face feels hot, and he realizes he’s crying. Tears are streaking down his face, running down his cheeks and falling onto the desk. He groans angrily, furiously wiping his tears away with the back of his hand. 

The counselor sighs, telling him that he needs to stop going back to that place in his head. She says it doesn’t help. She says it makes things worse. He doesn’t listen to her, only stares at the small puddle of tears on the wooden desk. Penny places a hand on his shoulder and he flinches hard again, jerking away from her and whipping his head around to scowl at her

The counselor keeps trying to get him to talk to her, to have someone to talk to about the accident and how he feels. But he just can't. He feels so many conflicting things about her. 

He’s happy for her. He’s happy that someone survived. 

He’s grateful for her. He’s grateful that he isn’t truly, fully, alone.

He hates her. He hates that she is the only one who lived and not someone else. 

He envies her. He envies the experience she must have had to know all the things she does.

He loves her. He loves that she cares, even just a little, to try and get him to a better place. 

But he just can’t speak to her. He can’t look her in the eyes for too long because he either gets so angry he lashes out and almost strikes her, or he gets so sad he sobs and sobs until he almost pukes. He can’t look her in the eyes for too long because the last time he held her gaze for longer than 6 seconds was during what he was sure were her final moments, and he certainly cannot go back there. He can’t go back to seeing parents cover their kids’ eyes, to seeing the expression of the worker change from confusion to horror, to seeing the fear in Penny’s eyes as they stared at each other, to seeing the cart derail. He stops himself. He stops himself quickly. He reminds himself that at least somebody survived. That he’s not alone.

The sound of her voice puts him both at ease, and on edge. With every breath she takes, he’s reminded that someone lived. With every word she says, he swears he hears the words repeated by all of the choir at once.

The counselor says that there’s five stages to grief. Denial, bargaining, anger, depression, and acceptance. And that he has to be in one of them, and if he finds out which one, grieving properly will get easier and easier. He doesn’t understand it. He doesn’t like the idea that there’s only five emotions or feelings you get to fully understand that someone is gone. That they’re never coming back. 

He hates the idea that one day, he’ll begin to forget things about them, and he’ll be okay with the idea that he will never speak to any of them again. 

Never listen to one of Ocean’s silly tangents.

Never show up to Taco Bell to hang out with Noel. 

Never show up at Misha’s house with snacks and thick blankets to watch the Saw movies.

Never come home with Ricky to help feed his cats and draw. 

Never walking to The Blackwood Cafe with everyone to help Constance and her family in the kitchen and then eat a bunch of cupcakes until it was time to go home.  

If grieving properly means that one day, he’ll forget one of Ocean’s names, forget the exact route he takes to get to Noel’s place of work, forget what flavoring Misha likes with his popcorn, forget how many cats Ricky has and the name of his galaxy, forget if Constance wore one apron or another, he doesn’t want to grieve properly. 

If that’s grieving properly then he wants to lay on the floor, in a puddle of his own tears and snot as he cries. He wants to feel the headache and sore throat as he dehydrates himself. He wants to slowly lose the energy to keep his eyes open until he falls asleep on his scratchy rug. The rug right in front of the wall of pictures, memories, and keepsakes of everyone he loves the most.

He doesn’t care if what he’s doing is unhealthy. He doesn’t care that he rarely eats and when he does he can only get a bite or two down before he feels ready to throw it all up. He doesn’t care that locking himself up in his room for days at a time and showing up to school for a few periods a week isn’t going to bring them back. He doesn’t care that sitting on the empty stage in the choir room for hours on end just staring at his hands would probably drive him mad. As long as he doesn’t forget a single thing about them. 

One time, Penny caught him in the choir room and tried to get him out because he had another counseling appointment. She placed a hand on his shoulder to shake him, which startled him. It angered him. It angered him so much. He freaked out and bit her hand hard enough to draw blood. He sent her to the nurse. 

The reminder of the taste of Penny’s blood on his tongue reminds him of his own. How he bit down on his tongue so hard as a last ditch attempt to see if he was dreaming as the cart crashed. Blood spilled from his lips as he tried to spit it out, trying to rid himself of the same substance that was running from his friends’ veins and out into the world, where it shouldn’t be. He shouldn’t be thinking of this. He shakes his head again. Penny doesn’t touch him when he’s in there anymore. And when it’s absolutely necessary, she gets the counselor to do it, but she never leaves his side for long. 

He’s slightly surprised that Penny hasn’t given up on him like everybody else had. He’s surprised that she’s still picking him up from whatever class he managed to arrive at to take him for a quick counseling session where he only says maybe 7 words and then starts throwing things. He’s surprised that she’s still willing to try and talk to him as he walks home, even if she’s doing all the talking as he occasionally grunts at her in response to something. 

He’s surprised she still cares. He’s surprised she hasn’t left him alone to rot in his own head. He’s surprised she still cares enough about him to manage to stop some terrible habits he’s developed. Like purposefully making scabs to scratch them off and chewing on his thumb until it bleeds and then some. He’s surprised that she’s started to bring an extra toothbrush, hairbrush, and some deodorant to school for when he neglects to take care of himself in the morning. He’s surprised that someone out there cares enough about him to try and stop, or at least slow down the deterioration of his mental health. He’s surprised she’s still here for him even after all the horrible things he’s done and said to her. He’s put his hands on her multiple times, either pushing her away from him or hitting her when she gets too close on a worse day. He’s said nasty things to her, to try and get her to stay away from him and leave him alone. But nothing worked. She’s still here. And he hates it, is grateful for it, and loves it. Even if he refuses to let go of The Accident.

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Times my aussie has shown (according to a friend on discord)

-“You greet everyone by saying “g’day mate” ffs”

-“I swear to the Gods if you use the term bundie one more time I will smack you. You’re not even old enough to drink. What are you talking about.”

-“The phrase “middy”. No explanation needed.”

-“Shortening? Everything??”

-“What the fuck is HJ’s.” [the aussie burger king] “What.”

-“Why are you cooking food on a barbie doll?”

-“Do not look at a heatwave warning and go “Kind of hot here” one more time I swear.”

-“Never say “Longies” to me ever again. And how dare you disrespect cigarettes by calling them “Ciggies”. Fuck you.”

-“I swear to the Gods what is a Bottle-O.”

Bonus screenshots;

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I found this at work and it reminded me of this post so I thought I'd share.

Some of them are old but some are still used frequently.

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Writing Convincing Liars

Deception is a key part of a lot of stories. A key part of deception is lies, not always, but especially in stories, lies are normally a big part of stories and a great way to show when characters are being devious. Whether the character lying is the hero or the antagonist, lies in your story should be believable (unless they’re deliberately unbelievable lies). Lately, I have read a lot of lies in books that are either completely out of characters, unconvincing and/or unbelievable, or just not good lies at all. If you don’t lie regularly(and I hope you don’t), writing convincing lies might be difficult. So, in order to make sure all our lies are believable and uber convincing, here are a few pointers.

Keep Us Guessing

Lies in fiction are pretty similar to lies in real life: the best lies are built up from parts of the truth. Mixing truths and falsehoods together makes amazing lies, and those are almost always the most convincing lies. If a character is lying about their method of doing something, let them be honest about their intentions. Let the character use an indisputably true, factual event as a rallying cry to a false cause (this is a very common occurrence throughout history). I talk about this more later, but you want to keep both the readers and the characters guessing. You kinda even want to confuse them a little bit. By not having your characters just straight up capping about everything they do and weaving together the truth and lies, it automatically makes the lies more believable for the readers and your characters

But That Is So Out of Character

Not all lies are bad! Sometimes small lies are actually a good thing. The movie the Good Lie is an excellent example of how certain lies can even be beneficial. That may not necessarily be the case in your story, and regardless of the nature of your story you should think about why the character is telling the lie, what the lie us about, and what would actually be in character for them to say. If your character loves their family above all else and hates to see them hurt, they’ll probably lie to shield their family from a painful truth. If your character is a Littlefinger-esque who lies every time they open their mouth, they are probably going to be willing to go a lot farther in the lies that they tell in order to get whatever they want. Nothing is more frustrating than when a character tells a lie simply to further the plot, but it is so incredibly out of character for them to tell the lie. Make sure that whatever lie your character is telling feels like something they would actually say. 

But Does Anyone Believe You?

I’ve noticed this kinda annoying trend in books lately. Basically a character will legitimately be a pathological liar, and because they are a pathological liar, no one ever believes their lies, and everyone is like, “oh, haha, that’s our friend Mark. He’s such a quirky little dude.” Like, no, my guy, Mark is not quirky. He’s a pathological liar and needs to please seek help. Just like everything else in your story, lies should serve a purpose. If a character is lying just for grins and giggles, what is the point of that? Especially if no one ever believes them. You could use that for comedic relief I suppose, or to establish character growth. Maybe the character tells pointless lies, but as they grow as a character and as a person, they tell the truth in a critical moment. But, there probably needs to be an actual point to every lie that is being told, and ideally, someone needs to believe them as well. Lies should have a consequence, and there is no consequence when no one even believed the lie in the first place.

What Does The Reader Know?

Especially, when you’re writing in third person, your reader will almost always know more about everything that’s happening than the characters do. Your readers have the advantage of a wider perspective. An author may show the reader what the villain and the hero are doing while neither of those characters, presumably, knows what the other is doing. In that case, it’s a lot easier for the reader to catch a lie because they know what all parties are doing. If you really want to confuse your reader, you can avoid having scenes in the liar’s point of view that would prove they’re lying. Why do you think GRRM never gives us a Littlefinger POV? Having that would probably blow up everything we think about the story and reveal dozens of lies we probably didn’t even know about. Instead, give the reader hints in other perspectives, but let them find out the truth alongside your heroes/protagonists. 

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British Phrases/Slang

In writing, colloquialism works by using common terms and phrases to create a sense of authenticity and informality, which can enhance dialogue. For this reason, I'm making a short list of what I've seen and heard in British television, film, and books.

Taking the mickey (out of someone): Teasing or making fun of someone.

Example: "Are you serious, or are you just taking the mickey?"

Knickers in a twist: Getting upset or overly worried about something.

Example: "Don't get your knickers in a twist; it's just a minor issue."

Full monty: The whole thing or complete package.

Example: "I want the full monty – don't leave anything out."

On the blink: Not working properly.

Example: "My computer's on the blink; I need to get it fixed."

Sod's law: The idea that if something can go wrong, it will.

Example: "Of course, it started raining right after I washed the car – sod's law."

Off one's trolley: Crazy or insane.

Example: "Did you hear what he said? He must be off his trolley."

Lost the plot: Became confused or irrational.

Example: "I have no idea what he's talking about; he's completely lost the plot."

Bob's your uncle (and Fanny's your aunt): It's basically 'there you have it'. It is used to convey that something is very easy or straightforward, and that success or a positive outcome is guaranteed. The addition of "and Fanny's your aunt" is often used for humor and emphasis, without changing the meaning significantly.

Example: "Just turn the key, and Bob's your uncle – the car starts."

Example 2: "Just follow these instructions, and Bob's your uncle, and Fanny's your aunt, you're done!"

Taking the biscuit: Going too far or being unreasonable.

Example: "Asking me to work on a Sunday? That really takes the biscuit!"

Arse over elbow: Tumbling or falling over.

Example: "He tripped on the pavement and went arse over elbow."

Pop one's clogs: Die or pass away.

Example: "If I don't get enough sleep, I feel like I might pop my clogs."

Spend a penny: Go to the bathroom.

Example: "I need to spend a penny before we leave."

Throw a spanner in the works: Cause a disruption or problem.

Example: "The unexpected delay really threw a spanner in the works."

Throw a wobbly: Have a temper tantrum or get upset.

Example: "She'll throw a wobbly if she finds out we lost her keys."

Chuffed to bits: Extremely pleased or proud.

Example: "She was chuffed to bits when she got the promotion."

Flog a dead horse: Waste time on a hopeless cause.

Example: "Trying to fix that old computer is like flogging a dead horse."

Up the duff: Pregnant.

Example: "She's up the duff and expecting a baby in the spring."

On the pull: Trying to attract someone romantically.

Example: "He's always on the pull when we go out to the bars."

Example: "He's dressed up tonight; he's definitely on the pull."

Pear-shaped: To go wrong or fail unexpectedly.

Example: "After weeks of planning, the project went completely pear-shaped when we realized we had underestimated the budget."

The bee's knees and the cat's whiskers: Something excellent, outstanding, or the best of its kind.

Example: "This new phone is the bee's knees and the cat's whiskers – it has all the latest features."

All mouth and no trousers: Someone who talks confidently or boasts but fails to follow through with actions or achievements.

Example: "He talks a big game, but when it comes to actually doing something, he's all mouth and no trousers."

A storm in a teacup: A small or insignificant issue that is blown out of proportion.

Example: "Don't worry about that argument; it's just a storm in a teacup."

Have a butcher's (at something): To take a look at something; derived from "butcher's hook," which rhymes with "look."

Example: "Can I have a butcher's at your new phone?"

A stone's throw away: Very close in proximity; a short distance.

Example: "The shop is just a stone's throw away from here."

Bee in your bonnet: An idea or obsession that someone can't stop talking about.

Example: "He's got a bee in his bonnet about recycling; he talks about it all the time."

Mum's the word: Keep a secret; don't say anything.

Example: "I know about the surprise party, but don't worry, mum's the word!"

Cut the mustard: To meet a required standard or expectation.

Example: "His performance didn't quite cut the mustard, so he didn't get the promotion."

Bugger all: Nothing at all; absolutely nothing.

Example: "I've got bugger all to do this weekend."

Bag it up: Prepare or get ready.

Example: "Bag it up, mate – we're heading out."

On the ball: Alert, attentive, or quick to understand.

Example: "She's always on the ball at work."

Bits and bobs: Various small items or things.

Example: "I picked up a few bits and bobs from the store."

Knock it on the head: Stop doing something or take a break.

Example: "Let's knock it on the head for today; we can continue tomorrow."

Taking the piss: Teasing or mocking someone.

Example: "Are you serious, or are you just taking the piss?"

I'm pissed: Drunk or intoxicated from alcohol.

Example: "I had a few too many drinks at the pub, and now I'm pissed."

Example 2: "At the pub quiz, Sarah confidently shouted out 'Elephant' as the answer to every question. When asked why, she just grinned and said, 'I may be a bit pissed, but who doesn't love elephants? They're the answer to everything!'"

Bent as a nine-bob note: Dishonest or fraudulent.

Example: "That deal sounds bent as a nine-bob note."

Give us a bell: Call or contact me.

Example: "If you need anything, give us a bell."

Tickety-boo: Going well or in good order.

Example: "Everything is tickety-boo with the project."

Budge up: Move over or make room.

Example: "Budge up; make some space for me on the sofa."

Flog it: Sell or get rid of.

Example: "I need to flog my old clothes at the market."

Bloody hell: An expression of surprise or frustration.

Example: "Bloody hell, did you see the size of that spider?"

Full of beans: Someone is lively, energetic, and full of enthusiasm. It is often used to describe someone who is in high spirits or has a lot of energy.

Example: "Goodness, you're full of beans this morning!"

Wind your neck in: To tell someone to stop being nosy, interfering, or to mind their own business.

Example: "Maybe you should wind your neck in and not jump to conclusions about my friendships."

Wind-up merchant: Refers to someone who enjoys teasing, provoking, or playing pranks on others to elicit a reaction.

Example: "Oh, don't take it seriously; he's just a bit of a wind-up merchant."

Can't be arsed: Is used to convey a lack of motivation, interest, or willingness to do something.

Example: “I can’t be arsed with doing the assignments.”

What a load of poppycock: Is an expression used to dismiss something as nonsense or absurd.

Example: “They are changing the offside rule? What a load of poppycock!”

Chocka: Is short for “chockablock”, which is most often used when talking about something that’s completely packed, like a jammed road.

Example: “I’ll be home in ten, love, hit a chocka!” 

A few sandwiches short of a picnic: Is a humorous way of saying that someone is not very intelligent or mentally sound. It can also imply that the person may be lacking common sense.

Example: “Perhaps it’s best not to task them with this. They’re a few sandwiches short of a picnic.”

To bodge: Is to mend, or repair something clumsily.

Example: "Bob forgot his toolbox, so he had to bodge a fix for the leaky pipe using chewing gum until the plumber arrived."

That's rubbish: When something is of poor quality, disappointing, or not good.

Example: "I thought the film was rubbish – the plot was weak, and the acting was terrible."

Happy as a pig in muck: Very happy.

Example: "I'm as happy as a pig in muck with all these new books to read."

Were ya born in a barn: Is used as a playful or humorous way to chide someone for not closing a door behind them.

Example: “I just got it warm in here, were ya born in a barn?”

Not give a monkey’s (uncle or toss): Not caring at all about something, being indifferent, or not attaching any importance to a particular situation.

Example: "I don't give a monkey's about what they think."

Making a right pig’s ear of something: Refers to a task or situation that has been poorly handled or executed.

Example: "You've made a right pig's ear of that plumbing job!"

You’re peckin’ me ‘ead: When someone is annoying, bothering, or getting on your nerves.

Example: "Would you give it a rest, you’re peckin’ me ‘ead!"

Curtain twitcher: Refers to a person who is overly nosy or prying, someone who frequently peers out of their window, often through the curtains, to observe the activities or affairs of their neighbors.

Example: "She's a real curtain twitcher, always watching and commenting on everyone else's business."

Half past: Is a way of expressing the time, particularly when indicating that it is 30 minutes past the hour on a clock.

Example: If someone says, "It's half past three," they are stating that the time is 3:30.

Innit: Is a contraction of "isn't it" and is often used to seek agreement or confirmation. It's an informal way to tag a statement, turning it into a question or seeking validation.

Example: "It's a nice day, innit?"

Smarmy: Is used to describe someone who comes across as scheming or untrustworthy.

Example: "I don't trust him – he's a smarmy geezer."

Swot: Is used to describe someone who studies hard, is diligent in their academic pursuits, or is generally focused on their work or studies. It is similar to "nerd" or "geek" in American English. It's sometimes used in a mildly derogatory manner to refer to someone who is perceived as overly studious.

Example: "She's always buried in her books, a real swot."

Bagsy: Is used as a way of claiming or reserving something for oneself. It's similar to saying "dibs" in American English.

Example: "Does anyone want thi—"

"Bagsy!"

Builder's tea: Refers to a strongly brewed cup of tea that is typically enjoyed by construction workers or builders during their breaks. It's characterized by being a simple, no-nonsense cup of tea with milk and sugar, often designed to provide a quick and energizing break.

Example: "A bacon sandwich and a builder's tea. Now that's a proper breakfast."

Dog's dinner (or dog's breakfast): Is often used to describe something that is disorganized, messy, or done in a haphazard and unattractive manner. It can refer to both physical appearance and, more commonly, to a situation or event that is poorly executed.

Example: "You've made a real dog's dinner of this room!"

Kip: Refers to sleep or a short nap. It's a casual way to express the act of resting or taking a quick snooze.

Example: "I'm feeling tired, so I'm going to have a quick kip before we head out for the evening."

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Sleep Disorders & Dreams References I Refer To

@mmaurysiek was curios about some of the refences I have on nightmares, dreams, and lucid dreaming. I decided to make a post including some of my favorite here.

Nightmare Disorder

Nightmare Disorder is a parasomnia, which is a type of sleeping disorder that disrupts your sleep or make your sleep restless through unconscious activity.

The interesting thing about parasomnias is you have one at a severe rate, it's only a matter of time before you end up developing more via sleep deprivation. This is what makes major parasomnias like Nightmare Disorder and Sleep Terrors so painful. It just becomes a cycle.

Some important factors about Nightmare Disorder the needs to be known is-

There are variants

There are many origins, but the full idea of how Nightmare Disorder happens is unknown

Not everyone has Nightmare Disorder forever, but some do

Now to my links

This is a really good link that goes in to the variety of Nightmare Disorder and more modern up to date information we have about the disorder.

This next link goes specifically into how PTSD induced nightmares work. It's important to understand that the categorization of dreams themselves is complex. Someone can have nightmare disorder, and not always have PTSD nightmares.

A final link on Nightmare Disorder that I'll give is a scholarly article, which is of course tedious to read through, but if anyone is into that stuff here it is...

Lucid Dreaming

When it comes to lucid dreaming I remember one of my favorite Youtubers has an amazing video on it

What is lucid dreaming? It's a type of dreaming where the dreamer is somewhat self aware they're sleeping, and gain control of the dream.

Lucid dreaming is both a little more complicated and a little more simple than we can understand. The science of dreams is still mostly unknown. We have a plethora of theories about how they work, spirituality behind them, and especially why the hell we dream in the first place.

The existence of lucid dreams makes things a little bit more complicated.

Lucid Dreams come in many variations. By what we understand right now, not everyone is even capable of achieving the most stereotypical lucid dream, like me. The weirdest part about lucid dreams, it's trainable, like learning how to whistle.

Health benefits and cautions comes with lucid dreams.

Vivid Dreams

Oh vivid dreams, often times interesting and bizarre, and upsetting when dressed up as nightmares. It isn't actually regular to have frequent vivid dreams, but it is normal to see them occasionally. Don't worry if you do get them very often, they're only a worry if they're interrupting your sleep or daytime mood.

I would include more parasomnias and sleep disorders in this post, but I'll probs do them in a future posts

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Unique pets for a character:

Turtle

Cow

Horse / pony

Rabbit

Salamander

Bees

Sugar glider

Hedgehog

Axolotl

Falcons*

Goat

Chicken / rooster

Deer*

Pigs

Tarantulas / spiders

Skunks

Parrots

Ferrets

Snail

Chinchilla

Frogs

Fennec fox

Python / snakes

Ants

Angelfish

*If you're writing a story based in the real-world on this Earth, depending on the country's regulations, this may not be an option.

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Character Name Ideas

-> a masterpost of name ideas for your characters.

-> requests open for names with specific vibes.

If you like what I do and want to support me, please consider donating! I also offer editing services and other writing advice on my Ko-fi!

I also have a Patreon! Become a member to gain access to a Member's Only Community where you can chat and message other members and myself. Also gain access to my personal writing, which includes completed short stories, chapters from novels in progress, as well as completed scenes.

Alphabetical First Names:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Other Name Ideas:

Cottagecore Names

Dark Academia Names

Greek Mythology Names

Pirate / Sea Names

Refined Names with Cute Nicknames

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gorgeous

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

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Someone needs to take this away from me

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Lining in CSP with a tone brush from another upcoming brush pack (containing mostly tone brushes). Procreate and Photoshop will also have their own variants.

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Danganronpa character smell headcanons (Masterpost)

In my defense, I've done this before already and it's important to me.

Trigger Happy Havoc

Makoto Naegi

Bedsheets

Morning dew

Kyoko Kirigiri

Lavender

Birthday candle smoke

Aoi Asahina

Powdered sugar

Chlorine

,,sweat?? bdhshshs

Sakura Ogami

Cherry blossoms (duh)

Fresh laundry

Tatami

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Books

Pencil lead

Sharpie

Mondo Oowada

Motor oil

New car scent

Byakuya Togami

Money.

Toko Fukawa

Books

Ink

Yasuhiro Hagakure

What does a useless human being smell like? That.

Hifumi Yamada

Sweat

Fresh laundry

Ink

Celestia Ludenberg

Very strong, very rich, very expensive perfumes

Money

Sayaka Maizono

She doesn't ever stick to any one perfume but she likes sweet smells

Lollipops, hard candies, whatever

Leon Kuwata

Leather

Hair gel

Axe body spray

Junko Enoshima

She never smells like any one thing because she just gets... really bored really easily

If she wants to seduce a bitch though you already know that rose perfume be coming out

Despair ig

Mukuro Ikusaba

Rain smell

Deodorant (sometimes)

Chihiro Fujisaki

Libraries!

New clothes

Fireplace

Goodbye Despair

Hajime Hinata

Orange juice

Cereal

Breakfast tbh

Nagito Komaeda

"Ah... do you like it, Hinata-kun? It's my new garbage-scented perfume... I got it for free from the mall because the worker lady said I "radiated trash energy"... words befitting garbage like me, of course... why are you holding mace? What are you going to- OH FUCKDHDBD-"

Teruteru Hanamura

Food!!! All sorts of spices, depending on what he's cooked recently

Known to smell like caramel :)

Mahiru Koizumi

Photographs from a real camera none of that digital shit

Fresh air

Lemon soap

Hiyoko Saionji

Grapefruit

Flowers, non-specific floral scent

Ibuki Mioda

Cotton candy

Coconut conditioner

Pure happiness :)

Chiaki Nanami

Vanilla

Arcades

Your bed probably

The Ultimate Imposter

Whoever they're posing as, Po doesn't clown.

Peko Pekoyama

Cherry blossoms

Wood

Polish

Tatami

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Chocolate chip cookies

Not milk.

Mikan Tsumiki

Medicine

Hospital smell. You know the one.

Bananas tbh

Gundham Tanaka

Animals

Candles!

Dark and edgy sounding perfume (you know he would.)

Sonia Nevermind

Books (they all smell like books... I like book smell okay)

Some vaguely floral pleasant smell that reminds you of your rich friend growing up.

Honeysuckle

Nekomaru Nidai

Deodorant

Sweat (AND PROUD!!!!)

Shi- *shot on sight*

Lotion

Akane Owari

Sweat

Food (not as strong as Teruteru)

Yoga mats

Kazuichi Souda

Motor oil

B,,Banana

Metal

Killing Harmony

Kaede Akamatsu

Honeysuckle

Honey

Shuichi Saihara

Old books

Cinnamon

Tears :)

Kaito Momota

AXE BODY SPRAY.

Maki Harukawa

Snow

Clean things

Kirumi Toujo

Pleasant, mild smelling floral perfume

Dark chocolate

Miu Iruma

Masturba-

Machinery

Sweat tbh

Drugs

(I'm sorry Miu)

Rantaro Amami

Trees

Nail polish (faint)

Tsumugi Shirogane

Clothes

Italian soda

Fabric stores

Conventions

Korekiyo Shinguji

Incense

Books

Dust

Kiibo

Metal

Electronics

Fresh water

Kokichi Ouma

Sugar

Linen

Clown makeup

Gonta Gokuhara

The forest!

Camp fires!!

Pine needles!!!!

Pleasant things!!!!!!

Angie Yonaga

Paint

Clay

Daisies

Salt water

Himiko Yumeno

Teddy bears

Clean laundry

Strawberries

Tenko Chabashira

Cherry blossoms

Tatami

Respect wamen juice

Ryoma Hoshi

Mint

Tennis balls

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Spades stops a murder lol

i had a vision and made it exist

Spades stood behind Nagito, sipping his water through a red silly-straw. He looked around, trying to tune out Nekomaru yelling loudly about how he needed to shit. Then, Gundham started yelling, which Spades flinches at.  

“What in the nine hells is this!!!” Gundham shouted, looking panicked with one hand at his ear. 

‘Why is everyone so damn loud....’  Spades thought to himself as he drank more of his water.  

“What’s wrong, Gundham?” Sonia asked, her brow raised.  

“M-my hellhound earing!” He replied, his voice slightly shaky.  

“It’s missing! Have the elder gods come to reclaim it...?!” Spades rolled his eyes, his long ears twitching, rattling his own piercings.  

“You probly’ just left it somewhere, or it fell off ‘yer ear, mate...” Spades said simply, leaning against the wall.  

“You fool!” Spades narrowed his eyes at him.  

“Do you not realize the state that the Earth will take if my hellhound earring is not returned?!” Gundham said furiously. 

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I’M GONNA SHIT!!!” Nekomaru shouted, making Spades wince and close his eyes.  

“Are you a fucking toddler?!” Spades shouted, finishing his water and glaring at Nekomaru. 

“Heeeeyyyyyy, is it okay if I eat all of this...?” Akane asked, her mouth full of food. 

“D-don’t be stupid! Leave some for me!” Byakuya shouted angrily, his fists clenched. 

“You mean the rest of us, right..? Not just yourself?” Spades growled, looking across the room at him. 

“Heeey, Byakuya, Spades! Everyone c’mon! Let’s take a picture!” Mahiru said, smiling and holding her camera. Spades scoffed and rolled his eyes but turned his attention to the camera anyway. 

“All right, say ‘cheeeeeese!!’” Mahiru exclaimed happily before taking the picture. After it was taken, Spades returned his attention to his empty glass, looking down into it. 

“Hey!” Byakuya shouted. 

“Why can’t you all act a little less like children...?” He asked. Suddenly, Spades felt an intense feeling of dread and worry, his fur stood on end, his ears straightened and his body stiffened. Something was going to happen. Then, it did. Something started beeping, which made Byakuya stand up even straighter.  

“Hm? What was that sound?” Byakuya asked.  

*Bzzap!* The lights went out. The feeling came back, Spades’ chest tightened, and his gut twisted.  

“...Urk....” He grunted, setting his glass down.  

“Uwah! It’s a b-blackout!”  

“Hey, I can’t see anything!” 

“I-It’s pitch black! My future is pitch black!” Spades grunted at all the noise, screaming and frantic footsteps as they filled his ears. 

‘Do something!’ Said a voice in his head. 

“What? Do what? Who’s talking to me?” Spades whispered, whipping his head around.  

‘That’s not important. Do something you fool!’ Then, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, albeit in an odd way. Everything was coated in red, most of it a dark red, almost black. Inanimate objects like tables and the food on them were outlined in bright red, and people were entirely bright red.  

“What the....” Spades mumbled, looking around.  

“E-Everyone, calm down! We gotta stay calm in a situation like this!” 

“Waaaah! Don’t step on my feet!”  

“Stop fucking shouting! It’s not going to help anything!” 

‘Shut up and do something! Stop him! Stop them!’ Spades frowned. 

“What the hell are you talking abou-” Spades suddenly stood up straight, and for some reason, he knew what to do. He looked to his right, where Nagito was supposed to be standing, but now, he saw that his figure was further ahead, and his foot was trailing along the lamp cord.  

‘Grab him! Get him away!’ Said the voice. Spades rushed forward and grabbed the back of Nagito’s collar, yanking him back roughly, almost making him fall, and making him yelp. 

‘Stop Byakuya!’ It said next. Spades looked around and saw Byakuya, moving to the table where Nagito was once headed. Thinking quickly, he shoved Nagito hard, sending him in Byakuya’s direction and making them both collide with each other and trip over their own feet, sending them both to the floor.  

“What the hell?!” Byakuya shouted angrily.  

“Heheheh... heh... hi...?” Nagito laughed nervously. 

“Get the hell off me!”  

“Turn the damn lights on! I can’t eat like this, y’know!”  

“You guys? Where are you? W-wasn't the blackout... just in the kitchen?” 

“Perhaps the breaker overloaded?” 

“H-Hold on a sec! I-I'll go along the wall and... do something about it...!”  

“Yeah, you go do that...” Spades stumbled back to his original spot and yelped as someone grabbed his arm, gripping him tightly. 

“Who the hell?! Let me go!” But whoever it was didn’t let go, and they were shaking so much, Spades almost felt bad for yelling at them. He huffed angrily but let them latch onto him.  

‘You did good. Surprisingly.’ There was that voice again! What is it talking about? But, as he tried to think about it, the night vision, or whatever the hell it was, faded away and he was left back in darkness. Everyone waited a while, their voices eventually dying down and leaving them all in silence. Also, whoever grabbed him, let go, and now he could finally cross his arms and be comfortable. 

“I wish I had my fucking lighter....” Spades mumbled, frowning as if someone could see him.  

“Why don’t you?” Said someone he could only assume was Hajime.  

“Literally why the hell do you think? It’s because that fat bastard over there decided my lighter was a dangerous item...” Spades scoffed, reaching forward and feeling around on the table in front of him for a small piece of food and once he found it, he threw it in Hajime’s direction.  

“What the- Hey!” Hajime exclaimed. Spades cackled, tilting his head back.  

“A lighter is a dangerous item, you fool-!”  

“Watch yourself, fatass” Byakuya scoffed before continuing.  

“If you brought it too close to anything in here, you could’ve started a fire!”  

“Yeah, but I wasn’t gonna, you ratbag” Spades shouted back.  

“A what?” Byakuya asked, now sounding more bewildered than angry.  

“A ratba-” Spades was about to continue when the lights came back on.  

“Fucking finally! How did it take yonks to get the lights back on?!” Spades shouted angrily. However, he soon wished the lights were still off when he saw the scene before them... 

“What the hell?! Nobody wants to see that, you skank!” Hiyoko shouted. The reason why? Well... It’s safe to say that Mikan’s appearance had been..... compromised... SOMEHOW Mikan fell, brought down a glass and a bottle with her, got tangled up in a string off sausages, and knocked two plates to the floor, one of which fell to cover her... ahem.. 

“I-I’m sorry! I tripped again!!”  

“Holy Dooley! How the hell did you manage to fall like that?!” Spades felt his face begin to heat up, and he quickly looked away. 

“Yaaaaay! An erotic pose! That’s obviously a fan service moment!” Hiyoko shouted, a little too excited for Spades’ liking.  

“Eeek! Noooo... Please don’t! Please don’t look at me!” Mikan pleaded.  

“Eeeeeee-hehehehehe! I can’t take this at all!” Ibuki laughed/shrieked.  

“Mahiru! It’s time to snatch some shots!” She yelled, turning towards the red head. 

“Th-there’s no way I can do that!” Mahiru responded, absolutely bewildered that Ibuki would even think to say that. But then again, it is Ibuki, you’re bound to be bewildered whenever she opens her mouth.  

“Hyeh... Please forgive me! Just forgive me alreadyyy!!”  

“Oh, for the love of- if nobody’s gonna go help her, then I will!” Spade shouted, shoving Hajime, who was just fucking staring at the poor girl, out of the way to help Mikan up. 

“Right’o... Up you get, Sheila....” Spades mumbled as he reached for her hands, pulling her to her feet.  

“Uyu... hic... ugh... ughhhhh.” Was she crying? Oh, of course she was.... 

“I’m terribly sorry for all this trouble... so sorry!” Mikan wailed, making Spades wince from her volume. 

“Yeah, from now on... Just be careful.” Mahiru advised nervously. 

“Specially ‘round that root-rat, Hanamura...” Spades shuddered after saying his name, disgusted that it would even leave his lips. 

“Oh, I’m happy! The lights are back on here, too!” Said Kazuichi as he entered the dining hall.  

“So, you were the one who fixed the breaker, Kazuichi! You were unusually useful this time!” Hiyoko shouted, throwing her arms in the air. 

“Well, no... I couldn’t find my way to the office with the circuit breaker...” Kazuichi admitted, scratching his cheek. 

“Why couldn’t you just take the credi- Oh, nevermind, good on you for not lying...” Spades shrugged and rolled his eyes. 

“Eh? Then why are the lights back on?” Mahiru asked. 

“Who knows....” Kazuichi replied, scratching the back of his head.  

“Don’t “who knows” me!” Mahiru shouted, jabbing a finger at him.  

“You’re so useless!”  

“Argh! It’s not my fault, you know!” Kazuichi refuted, his brows furrowing.  

“There’s no way I could’ve found my way to the office in that darkness!” He yelled, trying to save his ‘reputation’. 

“Yeah, sure, man. Can we go back to having a ripper bash? Maybe get some Acca Dacca going, maybe get us all coldies, get a bit loose, y’kno-” Spades suggested before being cut off.  

“No, we’re not doing any of... whatever it is that you said.” Byakuya interrupted.  

“Well, why the hell not? There’s nothing wrong with anything I said.” Spades shrugged, glaring over at Byakuya.  

“Well first, because I'm sure none of what you said is the least bit appropriate” Spades scoffed.  

“Second, because someone tried to kill someone.” Byakuya finished.  

The room erupted in shouts and panicked speech, people glancing at each other and swapping hushed whispers.  

‘Wow.... Did I... Stop that...?’ Spades thought to himself before sighing and closing his eyes, trying to think about what to do. 

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